Chapter 15 – Sleep
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“I’m sorry, Sophia.”
“No Carl. It’s my fault.”
Depressed Sophia felt like she was about to suffocate. Carl’s sad smile pressed against her heart. Sorry. I’m really sorry. The words pouring out of Carl’s mouth had a strange power. In the end, Sophia had no choice but to speak one more time. No knives. I was wrong. It’s not your fault.
Even as Sophia said that, she couldn’t help but be immersed in her thoughts. If it’s not Carl’s fault, if it’s my fault, if it’s my fault. What wrong did I do There was no need to think deeply. Carl had told me it was wrong to want to be like everyone else.
Yes, I was wrong to think that I could get along just like everyone else, even though I had no arms or legs.
The more she thought about it, the more the smile disappeared from Sophia’s face. She had no strength left to laugh. She had to force herself to smile, but she had been told that laughter would bring blessings, but she didn’t think she could smile anymore.
Sophia couldn’t possibly refuse Carl’s favor that he would send tomorrow. That said, there was nothing Sophia could do if she went out now. When she said she was leaving tomorrow, it never occurred to her that she would be able to do something.
“Knife.”
“Huh?”
“Do you still like me?”
Sophia met Carl’s eyes and asked. Carl grinned. She stroked Sofia’s hair warmly, and she lightly kissed her on the forehead.
You are the most beautiful in the world, Sophia. So don’t worry too much. Earlier, I couldn’t control my emotions and spit out words that I didn’t even have in my heart. So, my personality is like that. Don’t take the other person into account Sometimes when I’m angry – yes, I pick up words only to hurt the other person. Regardless of whether those words are true or not. You know very well who I am.
Hearing the dreamy words, Sophia closed her eyes. The satisfied smile on Sofia’s face cooled in an instant as Carl closed the door and left. Carl never said he liked Sophia. For Sofia, this night was exceptionally cold.
Midnight. Sophia’s visit was opened.
Carl originally intended to finish using Arya today.
The slave trader knew the value of his virginity. After he satisfactorily ate Arya’s maiden, he broke her spirit once and was about to become a teaching assistant today. He had to have an assistant in advance so that he could entrust Sophia’s care. As much as Carl had work to do, he couldn’t stick around with Sofia forever.
But today I got into an argument with Sophia. The one-sided striker was Carl, but he was hurt by seeing Sofia sad during the beating, so Carl could also be seen as a victim. In the end, this argument was a two-sided assault. Sophia this naughty bitch.
Carl planned to let Sophia go tomorrow. But there wasn’t much action Sophia could take. Because he was planning to put it out on the doorstep of the house. Without her hands, Sophia couldn’t roll herself in a wheelchair, and without her feet, she couldn’t walk to the palace or the nearby monastery. She should be able to crawl, as she has at least her knees left, but it is doubtful that she has the stamina to do so with Sophia.
Eventually, Sophia had to hold still until a passer-by called for help, or until Carl let her back in. In the process, Sophia will be engulfed in a tremendous sense of fear.
But there was one thing Carl was worried about. Sophia being the target of a shady crime. I couldn’t stand that alone. No, actually, it was okay for Sophia to be the target of a crime. Rather, there will be good points. If Sophia is caught by a criminal and Carl rescues her nicely, then she will be able to reconcile with Sophia naturally and keep Sophia tied up in the house again.
But what if the criminal is crazy and wants to fuck Sophia as soon as he sees it? Or what if Sophia gets raped before Carl comes to the rescue at just the right time?
No, no, in the first place, what should the criminal do if, in the process of running away with Sofia, instead of turning off the wheelchair, he takes Sophia whole? In the process, Sophia might have to be touched by a stranger. Then, there could be a case where the other person ‘touches’ a part of Sophia for the first time.
The moment those thoughts settled in a corner of Carl’s mind, Carl made a decision. Let’s take Sophia’s first today.
Sophia was a little tired today, so she fell asleep. Carl gently opened the door and entered. Carl swallowed his dry saliva. When he thought he had Sophia, Sophia tried to run away from him. Accepting this fact is an act of betraying the patience of Carl, who has been stimulated to his limits. He had to present some, very little reward. A gift for his self.
Carl slowly pulled the blanket over Sophia. Since he wasn’t curled up, it was easy to pull down the blanket. Sophia went to sleep wearing the same clothes Carl had put her on. No wonder. Because Carl didn’t change his clothes. For the same reason, Sophia didn’t even wash.
“Um… “
I could feel Sophia tossing and turning in her sleep. Carl’s face lit up with excitement. Saliva was swallowed Carl’s hand touched Sophia’s belly. Slowly, gently. Like when you stroke the stomach of a child who has a stomach ache. Sophia’s face is relaxed. Carl smiled heartily. Carl’s other hand slowly lifted Sofia’s clothes. His back and hips were pressing, so he couldn’t lift it all at once.
“… Ugh… “
Carl lifted Sofia slightly. Sophia’s dress was rolled up, exposing even his chest. It’s a beautiful chest Her breasts were above average, but not overly large. The well-proportioned chest, firm abdomen, and elastic buttocks were in a beautiful balance. At the same time, the sleeping face maintained its innocence. Perfect virgin.
“Knife… Abandon me… Meow… “
Stop.
The knife’s hand toward Sofia’s chest paused for a moment. I could feel Sophia’s pulsating breath. Carl took a deep breath and pulled a perfume from his pocket. It is a drug that allows a sleeping woman to have dreamy dreams and at the same time fall into a deeper sleep. An object made to rape a woman in her sleep.
Carl sprayed perfume on Sofia’s nose three times. If you spray it once, it won’t wake up no matter how much you touch it, if you spray it twice, it won’t wake up even if you take a shower, and if you spray it three times, it won’t wake up even if you cut your body. If you spray all the bottles, you will die. It’s basically poison.
“Because waking up is difficult.”
Carl ripped off Sophia’s clothes. The bra and panties also vanished in vain. Did Sophia know that while she was sleeping, she would find Carl cute in her white underwear? She watched Carl pull out her erect cock. Kiss Sophia’s beautiful lips with your cock. Side. It’s a joke, but Sophia,
Fucking like this would be nice, but Carl couldn’t resist the desire to fully enjoy foreplay. The knife’s hand moved from Sophia’s knee to her thigh, tickling her. When he lifted Sophia’s hips and placed them on his hand, he smiled in satisfaction at the soft feel.
I slammed her face into Sophia’s mound. He smelled it through her nose. The smell remained because it had not been washed. “Sophia is a bad kid. She wonders why she doesn’t wash her body before going to bed. Thanks to that, it stinks.” It’s the pussy that Carl cleaned. His fingers spread her cunt apart, then she gently stuck out her tongue and licked it. It tasted salty.
Sophia’s cunt was too narrow. There was only a hole big enough for her finger to fit through. Well, Carl had never seen Sofia masturbate. The other co-workers often found time to quench her lust, but Sophia never did. It was because she didn’t know what masturbation was. All she could do was squeeze her legs close to her face, sometimes when her sex drive kicked in, she didn’t know what to do.
Sophia’s ship. Carl kissed him on the mouth. The ship had soft parts and strong parts. The awkward harmony was delightfully attractive. The knife covered Sophia’s belly and rubbed her face. Then, little by little, he climbed up. Sophia’s breasts were visible. A crimson faucet entered her eyes. Around this time, the lower part of the knife was tense as if it was about to explode.
The knife gripped Sofia’s chest. After taking a big bite of his breast, he slowly closed his mouth, and the breast that had filled his mouth eventually came out, leaving only the nipple. Carl’s teeth bit Sophia’s nipple lightly. Meanwhile, his hands were touching Sophia’s breasts, and he moved his fingers up and down to caress Sophia’s nipples.
Afterwards, he kissed Sofia’s body and left traces of himself on Sofia’s collarbone and nape. Finally, all of Sophia’s cheeks and lips, nose and eyes, and even her forehead. Seeing Sophia sleeping soundly with her own saliva all over her body was exciting in many ways. A sense of immorality springs up.
Oh my God, is this naked woman the saint you have chosen? I don’t even know if I’m blaspheming. She wants to take her virgin now.
Back. Her glans tried to force Sophia’s cunt open. It was something that might have wintered because she wasn’t wet enough. Sophia might not remember it, but she wanted to leave at least as much fun as Sofia’s maiden life, so Carl gladly rejected her first attempt. He felt the need to let go a little more.
It seemed that the first thing to do was to wash Sophia’s body clean. Carl took Sofia into her bathroom. He adjusted the temperature of the water to the right temperature, then pushed Sophia’s body into it. Then he also undressed her and went in.
“Sophia. Washing together, you really improved a lot. In the past, just peeping at your washing would make you scream.”
After washing Sophia’s face, washing her hair, being careful not to get water into Sophia’s nose and mouth, she began to soap her Sophia’s body. Carl sat in his bathtub and set Sophia on top of him. Carl’s erect cock was layered against Sophia’s cunt, giving her a nice touch.
“Sofia has no arms and no legs. I wish it was easy to wash. It reduces her area to wash. Oops, what am I saying Sorry? It wasn’t easy to wash, but it was easy to be washed.”
I can’t bear to say it in front of Sophia, but I secretly say the words I wanted to say in front of Sophia. White foam formed on Sophia’s body. After thoroughly scrubbing her armpits and scrubbing her arms and legs, she started scrubbing a little more thoroughly.
The route of kneading her breasts, opening her cunt to the inside, sweeping her stomach up and down, not forgetting to clean her neck and collarbones, and tying her breasts again. Repeat 3 times.
Just as Carl’s fingers were getting wrinkled from being soaked in water, Carl came out and put Sofia back on the bed. A glass bottle was in his hand. It is a small bottle that would fill up with just a few drops of liquid.
Carl’s fingers poke Sophia’s lower legs. Kwak. Sophia’s pussy tightens as if she were about to cut it off. When I think about what would happen if I pushed my cock in, I automatically get excited. After loosening Sophia’s lower leg enough, he brought his glans back to Sophia’s entrance.
“… “
An obscene silence settled in the secret room.
